After the astringency, there is a slight numbness, which quickly spreads from the tip of the tongue to the limbs.

Luo Qingli was stunned for a moment, realized that something was wrong, and let go of her senses, but before it could be extended outside the small restaurant, she was bounced back by something, she stood up suddenly, but found that her body was soft and couldn't exert any strength, and at the same time, the spiritual power in the meridians seemed to be solidified, and she couldn't use it.

There was a sound of giggling laughter in the small restaurant, and the glamorous proprietress of Fang Cai walked out with a fan in a graceful and graceful manner, followed by several burly men.

Luo Qing was dumbfounded, and the proprietress raised her lips and smiled: "The cartilage is scattered, colorless and tasteless, specially prepared for you monks, is it not surprised, is it not unexpected?"

Luo Qingli glared at her without saying a word, but the proprietress was not afraid, she took a few steps forward and tore off the storage bag hanging from her waist and put it in her hand to play with.

"Although I am a mortal, I still recognize this kind of storage bag that can only be used by monks, you are young, you are dressed ordinary, you are not deeply involved in the world at first glance, and your cultivation must not be high......

The proprietress lifted her hair in a bun, "That is, people like you, who are pretentious and don't take mortals in their eyes because they have spiritual roots to cultivate, how about it, now they are at a loss, right?"

She seemed to be prejudiced against the monk, and said this with a little smugness, and laughed wildly.

Luo Qingli pursed her lips even more and didn't speak, she really didn't expect that a small shop, a few mortals, would dare to attack the monks, and she really didn't notice the way of others for a while.

Sure enough, people's hearts are unpredictable, there may be traps everywhere in this world, and she can't always be so lucky, and the people she meets are all people of the Tao.

"What do you want to do?"

After being surprised and flustered, Luo Qingli asked himself to calm down as soon as possible. If these people were really just trying to make money and kill people, they wouldn't be here talking nonsense with her.

Their target is a monk like her who has no backstage, is young and has little social experience, and she can be sure that this matter is definitely not led by this mortal woman, she is at best a person who does things, there is a formation outside the small hall, and there is a cartilage powder specifically for monks, and the mastermind behind this must also be a monk.

Why didn't I pay more attention to it in the first place!

Luo Qingli was annoyed for a while, thinking of the way the woman looked at him just now, and suddenly a bad premonition rose.

The proprietress walked up to Luo Qingli, pinched her chin with one hand, lifted her face, and looked carefully.

"Well, it's okay to look good, I'm still young now, and I must be a beautiful woman when I grow up in the future, look at this skin, the skin is fine and tender, it's watery, and the blow bomb can be broken, right?"

The fingers with slender nails scraped the skin on Luo Qingli's face, and again and again, the proprietress also showed a satisfied smile on her face, "It's a good seedling, those sons and brothers must like it, and they will definitely be able to sell it for a good price." ”

Luo Qing was taken aback, "What are you doing!"

"What for?" the proprietress laughed, twisting her face, "You'll find out soon." ”

The proprietress waved her hand, and two big men stepped forward to tie her up with a rope, the rope was very tough, and there was an aura on it, obviously a low-level magic weapon, it was estimated that it was used to bind the spirit.

Luo Qingli was thrown into a closed room on all sides, the light in the room was very dim, and there was a faint musty smell, and a faint crying could be heard.

As soon as the door opened, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl shouted at the door: "If you know each other, let me go quickly, I can still reluctantly spare your dog's life, otherwise when someone comes to my house, I want you to die a good death!"

The big man at the door sneered, "You still have the strength to make noise." ”

He beckoned, and soon someone came in, restrained the struggling girl, and poured something into her mouth, which had already been fed cartilage powder, and was bound by a magic weapon, and the girl had almost no chance to resist, so she was forced to drink it all.

"Be honest!"

The door of the room slammed shut, and the girl collapsed on the ground, cursing incessantly: "You, you, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces......"

The voices grew softer, and several girls huddled in the corner snuggled up to each other and sobbed.

Before she came in, there were already five girls in the house, except for the girl who kept cursing, the others were mortals, but without exception, their faces were beautiful and beautiful.

Luo Qingli leaned against the wall and sighed, she could basically guess that these people were human traffickers, and they were probably still in the monk's business.

In the mortal world, men are often respected, but when it comes to the cultivation realm, everything is respected by strength, but some people's traditional concepts have not changed back.

What's more, there are also lustful and lustful people in the cultivation world, and because monks have supernatural abilities that mortals don't have, ordinary male cultivators actually don't look down on mortal women, but the number of female cultivators is much smaller than that of male cultivators......

As long as there is demand, a complete industrial chain can be formed, and this kind of human trafficking will naturally be formed.

Luo Qing is unlucky from the dark road, but he has already fallen into the trap, and it is useless to be annoyed at the moment, so it is better to think about what to do next.

Luo Qingli leaned against the wall to adjust his breathing.

The cartilage is really worthy of its name, and she is still weak all over her body, and it is difficult to even move.

In fact, this kind of thing can be easily dissolved with only one detoxification pill, but her storage bags have been taken away, and all her belongings are in it, and she really has no clue at the moment.

The mortal girl in the corner was still crying, and the girl who had been drugged before now regained a little strength, and yelled at a few girls: "Cry, cry, cry, you will cry!

Several girls shrank their shoulders in the scolding, and their cries gradually subsided, turning into low sobs.

The girl turned her head and saw Luo Qingli, who was also tied up by five flowers, and laughed out loud with the corners of her mouth: "You are also a monk?

Speaking of this, the girl gritted her teeth a little, took a few deep breaths and finally suppressed her emotions, before she took off her chin and sneered at the mortal girl on the side, "But you are at least a little stronger than those few." ”

Luo Qingli is not really a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, how many years old is she infatuated, when she encounters this kind of thing, no matter how flustered she is, she knows that crying is the most useless.

"It's already here, it's better to save some physical strength, find another opportunity, if you can be lucky enough to escape, then learn this lesson, make yourself strong, so strong that no one dares to bully." ”